I remember back in September a change of weather
I'm only 4 but I noticed how people scream in terror
The smoke clouds, the towers are brought down.

The choir looks to the higher as the fire fighter goes out.
Baby are crying, the innocent dying
And I'm trying to figure out why they

Keep holding my head down.
Couple years go by and I learn why
That the people we labeled evil sleep in the dirt now

I never understood why you go carried us under wood
When you could be doing better for all good
Having kids living all up project

And to classify them just as another project
We have a voice
These rappers and B boys

Control alt delete most definitely destroy a problem
Our heroes are never forgotten
We refuse to sink, and failing none of the options

For better or worse, were here on this earth
We living, what medieval people consider a curse?
Is it worth it

To be on TV labeled as perfect
When you just like me, if you look under the surface
I was born an American

I inherited traits of parents
Who live current day and are thankful that they can manage
To breathe fresh air

As they sit in there rocking chair
As they talk up into the sky and they know that their god is hearing them


Its 5 in the morning
I look outside while I'm yawning and see a mother whose
Crying and screaming her babies gone

That was taking out by a gun shot
Not a single witness
Now this young man is nothing more than a statistic.

Is it fair
To say that most of America doesn't care.
If it doesn't revolve around them they just say oh well.

You win some you lose some that's how the game goes
And we chose to chance our fate when we let the dice roll
But think of the mother

What does she have remaining?
When oxygen is low and heart is drastically failing
When the only she actually lived for is gone

Tell me
What is the purpose of pushing on?
When there's no motivation

No reason for conversation
Just mad at the world
And see no reason for praying

She's just fed up.
And tired of living
All alone in a house just sweating

No air condition.
Then she walk outside.
Look in the sky

And she swears to this day she saw her sons smile
Just happy
Saying mommy I hope that you're proud of me.

I've grown up from that kid reading Johnny apple seed.
I miss you.
I wish that I could always come and kiss you when you're down

And turn that frown all the way around
And he said I love you
And until next time

And she cried. But she knew.
That's its going to be alright